The Warrior Code (open!)
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Drowning. He was drowning.
Garreth was almost positive that his ribs were broken beneath the boot of the burly stoat brutally stomping him into the mud. Every gasp for air brought a choking rush of water that quickly - but in his mind, so painfully slowly - drained him of any and all energy. Painful panic pounded in his ears amid the muffled shouts and war cries under the water. Was this it? Was he dying? Had he finally failed his chief?
The last thing that registered in his mind before unconsciousness took over, feeling his wrists being tied from a great distance, was a sudden change in the commotion of the fray. A rumbling of heavier and furious footsteps, multiple crashes and yowls of redefined chaos.
His stoat was kneeling in the downpour with short rope, binding the blind-beast's wrists, when the oncoming brick wall slammed him and his cohorts hard into the muddy stream. Another brave ferret, attempting to bind Hesari, did not quite make it out of the way, and howled where he fell, an arm snapped at a horrid angle. The other vermin, distracted, had no idea at first what had hit them, and scattered in their confusion, lashing out all around for the thing that had just broken their mob.
Another ferret that had managed to avoid the brutal collision, took one look at the massive rat charging up the stream and bolted, scrambling up the slippery ditch and into the woods with her heart in her throat. Almost immediately, she slammed head-first into another she-beast in the brush, bowling the both of them over. Seasons of reflexive training kicked in, and she pinned the polecat to the ground, dagger poised and fearsome tattoos warped into a fearsome snarl.
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Hesari continued to lay sprawled facedown in the stream-bank mud, still able to breath, but only just. He didn't dare open his eyes, there was something sticky across his face. His forehead also hurt something fierce.
His mind was muddled by blood loss from the wound on his face and other areas of his body. He couldn't feel his leg, but perhaps he just couldn't focus enough. Like waves of sur-reality, things floated within his consciousness. A noise. A squeal of pain, in hindsight. Mud shifting around him. Some other beast was there. Or was it more.
He tried to move, but he saw flashes of pain, even behind his eyelids. His paws also felt bound. how did that happen?
The last thing he remembered, was several paws lifting him up. But one pair, carrying the brunt of the weight.
And then all was blank.
OOC- I have absolutely no idea what is going on (I… Thought... We WERE attacking Dusk's group... ??? ), I will just play along with whatever you feel is best for this.
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Moving through the tall and thick grasses, and the mud and muck that the heavy rains were creating, Eve found an opened to the grass. It was a pathway from one direction to another. It seemed to be a one way only trail for the grass around it was only bent one way.
The female polecat looked both ways, decided on which way to go. In the direction of the bent grass, or the opposite.
After a moment she began to move in the direction that the grass was pointing. Beasts obviously went in that direction. With any luck she could catch up, and ask for safe passage through. Little did she know she was traveling in the direction of the fight that was taking place in the water.
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OOC- Pity. This topic had some serious stuff going for it.